Chapter 1035 Who Deserves to Fight? (30,009 Monthly Tickets Plus More Stamps)

At the banquet, everyone was thinking when they heard Xia Qingyuan's words.

Xia Qingyuan, what is the purpose of this?

It seems to be reprimanding Ye Futian, but let him fight against Li Hentian's people. Wang Chuan is not there, and Li Hentian's disciples present are probably Ye Futian's opponents.

This made many people show great interest. Emperor Xia canonized Ye Futian as the princess's servant, which means that Ye Futian is Xia Qingyuan's person. So this seems to be a reprimand, is it also a sign of the person who hates the sky? dissatisfaction.

Just now, it was Feng Xiao who spoke provocatively and announced what Ye Futian said in public.

It seems impossible to refute.

Xiao Qianhe glanced at Xia Qingyuan, the princess, it seems that she has her own opinion.

Well, let's see how strong Ye Futian is.

If it is really just a lunatic who speaks wild words, then he does not need to worry, Xia Huang and Xia Qingyuan will not use Ye Futian either.

Yaoxi glanced at Ye Futian next to her with a deep meaning. She didn't know whether Xia Qingyuan knew Ye Futian's strength, and she didn't know how strong Ye Futian's strength was.

But after he took the shot, he could deduce the general idea, and he could also deduce what kind of attitude Xia Qingyuan had towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian glanced at Xia Qingyuan in surprise. Others didn't know, but his heart was like a mirror, and no one knew his strength better than Xia Qingyuan.

Xia Qingyuan knew about the Battle of the Imperial Mausoleum and the Holy Battle of the Taoist Palace.

Thinking of the haze in Ye Futian's heart, the haze in Ye Futian's heart also disappeared. Since Xia Qingyuan is on his side, in a sense, it is the will of Emperor Xia. If you offend too much, nothing will happen.

Ye Futian was also quite grateful in his heart. Although Xia Qingyuan's personality is not very good, it is not important, the key is the position.

Of course, Xia Qingyuan's reprimand to him must be true, if given the chance, he would never doubt that Xia Qingyuan would want to beat him up.

"Yes, princess." Ye Futian got up and saluted, looking very polite and respectful. Since he belongs to Xia Qingyuan, he has to show his attitude.

During the banquet, there was an open space. Although it was not small, it was obviously not enough to support the battle of the peak level of the sage.

However, Ye Futian didn't care. He walked to the middle and saluted Mr. Xiao and Concubine Xiao on the stage: "Today is the day of senior Xiao's birthday banquet. The juniors are invited here, so naturally we shouldn't disturb the seniors." In high spirits, make a big move, so I can play a song here, to celebrate the birthday of old senior Xiao, and with the sound of the qin, it will make you hate the Heavenly Sword and practice the sword."

After Ye Futian finished speaking, he looked towards the direction of the people from Lihentian, and said: "Since the people from Lihentian say that I speak wild words, let's come together in the realm of the Holy Spirit."

After finishing speaking, he sat cross-legged, and the Qin Soul appeared and floated in front of him.

Without waiting for the person who hates the sky to fight, the ten fingers directly plucked the strings of the qin, and the sound of the qin sounded.

The place of the banquet was exceptionally quiet. At this moment, only the notes were beating. Everyone's eyes were on the white-haired young man sitting alone, as if he was the only one at this moment.

In the sound of the piano, there seems to be a ray of loneliness, as if resigned from the world and independent, many people have a wonderful artistic conception. At this moment, even though Ye Futian is in a lively banquet, he seems to be alone and isolated from the world.

"Go." Li Hentian's leading sword master said, and immediately Li Hentian's figures stepped out, and many sword cultivators stepped forward at the same time, surrounding Ye Futian.

In front of Ye Futian, Lihentian Moli also sat cross-legged and took out his guqin.

Feng Xiao stood beside him, and the rest of them stood around Ye Futian, all with sword intent on their bodies.

"You can take action now." Ye Futian said, his voice fell, and there was a person in front of him with a sword intent directly cutting out, without any politeness.

The distance between the two sides is very close, and the sword intent attack is compressed in a very narrow range, but the destructive power is absolutely terrifying and extremely dangerous.

This sword intent made a sharp chi-chi sound, as fast as lightning, and slashed towards Ye Futian.

With a flick of Ye Futian's fingers, the strings of the zither trembled, and a wisp of zither sound pierced the air, turning into a terrifying technique of rules, directly shattering the sword intent from the cut.

"Chi Chi..." In an instant, a terrifying storm of sword energy gathered, and all the powerhouses in Lihentian burst out amazing sword intent at the same time. In the middle of the banquet, a suffocating coercion appeared, turning into a terrifying storm , a figure in the holy realm made a move, arranged a light curtain to isolate the battlefield, and suddenly a terrifying storm of sword energy tore through the void, turning into endless sword intent, and slashed towards Ye Futian at the same time.

Ye Futian didn't move, and neither did Li Hentian's people, but the confrontation between the sound of the piano and the sword intent.

At this moment, that small space seemed to be doomsday.

Ye Futian was right in the center.

However, as if he didn't feel it, he still played the qin quietly. His qin sound actually penetrated the storm of sword energy, and a terrifying storm of rules appeared around the lonely figure. , waves of sound cut out, the void seemed to be cut off, and the terrifying storm of sword energy was cut open in the middle, the scene was astonishing.

The sound of the piano played by Li Li also sounded at the same time, turning into an extremely sharp sword intent, as if there were countless threads, every sound of the piano was like a sword, piercing into Ye Futian's mind.

Not only that, in the severed storm, there was still infinite sword intent to kill Ye Futian, but he seemed to be unable to perceive it, sitting there quietly, with countless sharp swords slashing at his body, piercing into his body. In his spiritual will, Ye Futian at this moment seemed to be torn to pieces in an instant.

But he is still playing quietly, lonely and desolate, but with an extreme sense of arrogance, as if to declare that even if the world is full of enemies, he is still him and will not shake his state of mind.

Ye Futian's white hair was like a sword, dancing in the storm, his clothes were rattling, and there was a regular aura all over his body at this moment, and the endless sword intent couldn't cut into his body.

"The rules of space and the rules of the stars are one." Those holy figures naturally sensed the power of Ye Futian. He arranged absolute defenses around his body. Under the sound of the piano, the power of the rules seemed to be rioting.

The strong men of Lihentian frowned slightly, stronger sword intent erupted from their bodies, and some people even released their souls. Li Li ten fingers frantically plucked the strings, trying to penetrate the opponent's spiritual will with the sound of the piano, so that It affected Ye Futian, but he found that Ye Futian didn't seem to hear it.

Ye Futian's piano sound storm became more and more intense, filling the vast and endless space. This small space was filled with a force of destructive space tearing, which made many people feel a hint of threat.

Finally, the body of a sword cultivator moved, like a straight sword, stabbing out towards Ye Futian, the sword cut the soul, the space seemed to be divided into two, and the sword came.

Ye Futian still sat there quietly, without even raising his head. At this moment, the sword cultivator only felt a destructive lightning flash across his mind, making his soul tremble. At the same moment, his body seemed to be still, destroyed. The storm enveloped him, and at this moment, he felt deep fear.

What kind of powerful rule power and spiritual will attack is this?

As if, there was no way to fight back.

"Everyone says I'm arrogant, but why do I have to prove it to the world?" Ye Futian said calmly, and when the words fell, he slid his right hand across the strings. In an instant, the sword repairman let out a muffled groan, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body come down.

Not only him, but all the sword cultivators around Lihentian were attacked by the sound of the zither at the same time. At this moment, the sound of the zither turned into a spiritual attack and directly penetrated their will. At this time, they had an illusion, as if they were in the In a doomsday robbery.

Not only that, but their bodies seemed to be still, making it difficult to move.

"I am me, under the holy realm, Lihentian, who is worthy of a fight?" After he finished speaking, his fingers plucked the strings again, and in an instant, figures groaned, spitting blood from their mouths. The strings broke directly, his face was as pale as paper, and in the whole space, there were only Ye Futian's piano sound and the suffocating storm.

It seems that everyone is under Ye Futian's control.

Under the holy realm, Lihentian, who deserves to fight?

Lihentian Sword Cultivator, no one will move, and he has no ability to move.

Ye Futian is still playing slowly, but the passionate piano music is gradually coming to an end, becoming quiet, but still lonely.

As if, he doesn't need anyone to understand, he doesn't need to prove anything to the world.

He came from the Lower Realm of Kyushu, even though many people questioned him, even though many big shots thought he was too arrogant and could not stand shoulder to shoulder with those monsters who stood at the peak in the Upper Realm, but so what?

Xia Qingyuan asked him to fight, so he went out, Lihentian, and there was no one under the Holy Spirit.

The sound of the piano fell slowly, Ye Futian's white hair was flying, and he sat there quietly, as if he had never done anything.

However, everyone present was deeply shocked. He resisted the attacks of the sword cultivators only by relying on his control over the rules and the strength of his physical body. Only at the end did he attack. World War I?

nobody.

It's the same even for Lihentian practitioners.

All eyes were fixed on him. The sound of this zither seemed to truly realize how proud this white-haired young man from Kyushu is.

Xia Huang canonized him as the princess's servant, it seems that he knows how strong he is, so he appreciates him.

From this point of view, Emperor Xia may value Ye Futian more than everyone imagined.

Then Xia Qingyuan asked Ye Futian to take action just now, and it is worth remembering.

This is to announce that Ye Futian is her man?

Xiao Qianhe stared at the figure, and felt a surge of vigor from Ye Futian.

Ye Futian put away the soul of the piano, he got up, bowed slightly to the ceremony platform, and said: "It's the younger generation's fault for disturbing old senior Xiao, and Ye Futian will leave now."

"Go." Before the others could speak, Xia Qingyuan said lightly.

Ye Futian stepped back, and then turned around and left with the people from the Dao Palace.

Since Xiao Qianhe has other purposes, then he doesn't need to deliberately stay here for the sake of the other party!

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